"Think about the killer?" Ye Cheng walked behind Wei Meimei and pressed her hands on her shoulders.

Everyone has secrets. Ye Cheng always has a knot in his heart. He thought about the past for a long time. He killed people, saved people, destroyed organizations. Everything can't be said and done properly, but he never killed a good person by mistake. He really can't find the reason why Wei Meimei hated him.

Wei Meimei nodded. Her side face looked abstruse and many secrets were hidden in her heart. Ye Cheng tried several times to open her mouth and finally endured it.

"Let the police solve the killer's problem!"

"Are you...